After we agreed to meet at the car in ten minutes, I almost fled the kitchen.

The further away I got from him, the clearer my mind became. What the hell was I thinking, walking into Blake's room and trying to wake him up?

His stupid order had made me furious. So much so that in my anger I had allowed myself to be carried away by this stupid action just to give vent to my anger.

I even had a serious desire for revenge...

Actually, it still made me angry, but now, with a little distance, I thought differently. The anger had dissipated and reason had returned.

Simply going...